“I mean, I am all for it, but some of our friends are just so prude, babe,” I said, pointing out that this gift exchange idea could make for an awkward night.
My wife Mindy and her girlfriends had a wine night to catch up and discuss one of those raunchy fantasy books that had been passed around. It had recently gained popularity, and they all met to talk about their favorite parts. It seemed I was not the only husband in the group benefiting from the arousal this book was stirring in our wives, and I definitely wasn’t complaining. It was then that this whole naughty gift exchange idea was created.
“It’s still the same white elephant exchange,” my wife said, giggling, “just with dildos, and ropes, and plugs, and stuff.”
She was clearly excited for this to actually happen, but I just couldn’t imagine what some of the people in our group of friends might bring.
We did own some sex toys, but it was completely different to basically buy one for one of your friends. Knowing they might be using it to jerk off or fuck themselves. I couldn’t help but be aroused at the idea of one of her hot friends using a dildo I had bought her.
My wife and I started talking about which friends we thought might be the kinkiest of the group and what each couple might be into. It was hard to tell since this wasn’t a topic the guys or the girls had really been open about. The conversation led to me admitting to my wife that the idea of her flashing and teasing another man excited me. I myself was trying to come to terms with this kink that had been developing within me, but after a bunch of drinks, I even admitted that I may not be too upset if she told me she wanted to fuck someone else or maybe have a threesome.
Mindy finally settled on a vibrator that she is obsessed with. It’s one of those couples toys that can also be used by both sexes at the same time. We figured that it would work out if one of the couples went home with it. Of the twelve of us, Mike was the only single guy, and Amy was the only single girl, so the odds were pretty good.
I went with a realistic suction cup vibrator that was bundled with a diamond butt plug. I guess anyone can use this, but I was selfishly imagining one of my wife’s friends riding this thing. I do love using the one we have at home on my wife, watching her ride it or fucking her with it during sixty-nine, which provides some hot visuals.
We were greeted at the door with shots, and the drinking didn’t slow down at all after that. The mood was different that night, and I wasn’t the only one that had encouraged their wife to dress for the event. Amy, the single girl, stole the show, showing up very obviously braless. I couldn’t help but wonder if she had skipped out on panties as well. I was determined to catch a flash at some point.
My wife settled on a red, flowing miniskirt, a white blouse, and a Santa hat. The blouse was very sheer, but she did have a white lace bra underneath. The panties she had on were my favorite, a light pink and outrageously sheer thong, which left nothing to the imagination.
“See, you would have been fine if you came braless, baby,” I whispered to her.
She blushed and hit me, “She’s fucking single. You sure you would have wanted all your friends seeing more of me than they do now?”
“Fuck, that’s kinda hot,” I shot back, grabbing her ass under the very short skirt and feeling the dainty string of her thong on my fingertips. She dismissed me and went off on her own as we all mingled with everyone at the party, trying to find out who brought what. I was admittedly nervous that we may have gone too R-rated for our group, but I would soon find out that was not true.
“OK, one last shot before we exchange gifts,” Ryan, the host, shouted as he passed around a tray of tequila shots. “Remember, no judging, and feel free to steal gifts you want for yourself. Gifts can only be stolen once, and make sure not to use your gift until the game is done,” he jokes, causing a mix of responses from the crowd.
My wife slid next to me out of nowhere, grabbing my ass as she leaned in for a kiss. “Apparently Mike has quite the shocking gift, babe,” she said softly so no one would hear. “He felt the need to give all the girls a fair warning,” she grinned, “but he wouldn’t flat-out say what it was.”.
We both reached into a bowl, grabbing a number, which would serve as the order in which we selected gifts. Ironically, I pulled number one, and my wife got twelve, the last number.
The shiny packaging caught my eye, and I picked up the little square box. I had everyone’s eyes on me as I unwrapped it, pulling out a light-up butt plug with a pink diamond on the end. I sighed as everyone laughed and walked back over to my wife, handing it to her. To my surprise, that didn’t last, as Melissa was next and snatched it right out of our hands, swaying her ass as she made her way back towards a smiling husband. She made a show of waving the box for all to see.
It was my turn again, since my gift was stolen, so I pulled a gift bag that was sealed at the top with a red bow. Once again, our friend’s attention shifted back to me. I smiled to myself as I pulled out a strap-on harness, a feather, lube, and a small vibrator that seemed to snap right onto the strap. I raised it up, “Please feel free to steal this from me too,” I laughed.
“Hey, it’s not to peg, you idiot; you wear it on your thigh, and Mindy can give you a lap dance and get herself off,” Rick said, smiling as he explained the gift. “Use your imagination,” he said, smiling confidently as he kissed his wife.
The game turned out to be a success with raunchy gifts like the pocket pussy, variations of games, and lingerie. The most common gifts were the dildos and vibrators, which made the girls excited. The quiet one of the group ended up stealing a vibrating toy that came with a remote. We all were amused and cheered her on as she walked back embarrassed.
It was finally Mindy’s turn with one last gift left on the table. It was a box, wrapped in shiny red paper. She stared at it and looked around, contemplating whether or not she should steal someone else’s gift. Mindy walked up to Alice, who had her black dildo in hand, and reached for it. Alice looked sad to see it possibly go, but the view of my wife holding a black cock in front of everyone was starting to have an effect on me. She handed it back to her and walked away.
I noticed a sly look towards Mike and then a wink towards me as my wife walked to the last gift on the table. The girls all giggled, leaving us guys a bit confused as she mumbled, “Red room of pain, huh.” I would later learn that the phrase was the hint Mike gave the girls. She was giggling along with the girls as she carefully unwrapped the packaging.
Her mouth dropped, and I noticed her turning red as she peeked past the wrapping. The girls all inched closer to her as she showed it off. I caught a glimpse of a dildo-looking image on the box and wondered what the big deal was.
Other girls had unveiled their new vibrators and dildos, but none of them seemed to be as amused as they were by my wife’s new acquisition. Mike was cracking up to himself as Mindy slowly pulled out a large and veiny suction cup dildo, dropping the empty box to the floor. All the girls blushed as they looked his way, and that is when I managed to read the box. Almost perfectly framed by the cut-up wrapping paper, read ‘Clone a Cock,’ along with the image of a built man creating a mold of his own cock.
“I swear it was a gag gift,” Mike said as he burst into laughter. I noticed the girls all staring at him in shock, a few looking towards his crotch.
“One of you guys was supposed to get this thing,” he said, rolling on his chair as my wife gripped the replica of his cock with both hands down by the base as she wiggled it around in amusement.
The girls were all giggling as they each explained to their husbands what had happened. My wife held it out over her crotch as she walked towards me. “Do you get it?” she asked, holding his dildo as if it were her own cock.
“Oh, I get it alright,” I said, feeling a little embarrassed at my arousal, but I hid it well.
“Do you really think he is this big?” She asked me, holding it up as she whispered, “What a weird gift.” She giggled as she put it back in its box and next to her purse.
We all got back to drinking as the group dispersed from the game. The guys couldn’t help but notice their wives all chatting and giggling with my wife. “Are you actually going to use it?” we would hear her friends asking Mindy, as I pretended not to notice.
Mike eventually came up to me and apologized that the gift ended up with her. He said that the intention was to snap a picture of one of the guys holding it as a gag to rag on him later. I teased him and asked him who the mold was really based off, and he responded proudly, “I really did make it. Honestly,” he paused, “it’s a gift and a curse. Some chicks get kind of intimidated by it, and I don’t even get laid; they just like to suck on it and make me cum,” he admitted. I felt the defeat in his confession to me, and that’s when I realized how drunk we all were. Why the fuck was I talking to my friend about his big dick problems? I shoved him aside and offered him a shot. “Cheers to ending up with the worst fucking gifts,” I said as I held up the leather strap.
“Hey,” he smiled and paused to take his shot, “Mindy might just enjoy her gift,” he teased as he dodged my push.
I wandered around the house a bit as the party dwindled down. I eventually found my wife in the backyard saying bye to Rick and his wife with a big hug. I said my goodbyes as well and looked around, noticing just how much the party had cleared up. It was just us two in the backyard as she leaned in smiling, “He warned all the girls, you know. That’s why it ended up being the last gift.”
I wasn’t mad at all; in fact, I was kind of wondering if she wanted to keep it or if she was going to toss it.
“I hope you aren’t mad that I picked it, kinda knowing what it was,” she said, looking down but clearly amused with herself.
“Not at all, babe. I thought that was kind of funny, and plus, it was kind of naughty the way you were holding it in your hand,” I admitted and immediately felt my face turn flush upon realizing what I just said.
She looked up, biting her lower lip. “It kinda was, huh,” a slight slur in her tone, but she was very much in control. “Go bring me my purse; I have a joint in there and a surprise for you,” she said, winking as she settled down on the patio furniture. “A beer wouldn’t hurt either,” she shouted as I had already made it to the patio door.
I quickly found her purse and opened it, looking for the joint. What I saw was her sheer light pink thong softly draped over the dildo. It was her attempt at hiding it inside her purse, but I couldn’t help but feel the size of the thing when I reached for her thong. I moved it aside and still couldn’t find the joint, so I took the whole purse outside, grabbing two beers on my way back to my wife.
She was staring at the door as I walked out. A huge smile on her face as she parted her legs, flashing me her pussy from afar. I couldn’t help but smile. “How long has that been in there?” I asked her.
“My thong, or Mike’s cock,” she responded, giggling. “Did you notice how wet it was?” She paused. “My thong,” she clarified.
“I did. What was that all about?” I asked, very amused as she flapped her skirt, fanning between her legs and giving me a show.
“Honestly, our friends are kinkier than I thought,” she laughed. “The girls kept asking me about the dildo, wanting to see it and hold it. I don’t know if they were messing with me, but they were suggesting some kinky shit,” she said, taking her purse from my hand. Amy and Steph even tried to see how deep they could get it in their mouths.
I was locked in at the view between her legs when I noticed her jump and look right past me. Her legs quickly shut, causing me to turn back, noticing Mike and Amy, the single girl, walking arm in arm towards us. I couldn’t help but notice her hard nipples as her tits bounced freely under her blouse. Fortunately, I seemed to have been successful in blocking my exposed wife from their view. Amy enthusiastically waved as soon as she saw Mindy in front of me, causing her tits to bounce around.
“You guys up for a smoke?” my wife asked invitingly as they both sat on the couch opposite us. She rummaged through her purse, careful to not expose the dildo or her thong, and managed to pull out the joint.
“That’s a great way to end an interesting night,” Mike accepted as he very openly checked out my wife. He was too many drinks in to even realize how obvious he was, but Mindy didn’t bother calling him out as she normally would.
I wondered if she was exposing herself to him, but her legs were too closed to be showing anything. Her skirt did ride up maybe a little higher than normal, and I did notice her nipples seemed very hard under her bra.
Amy playfully slapped Mike on his chest. “Who said anything about the night being over, big guy?” she giggled as she winked at us. “I want to see it before I leave,” she added.
“Who said anything about you leaving tonight?” Mike flirted back, causing Amy to snuggle tighter to his body. His arm swung around her shoulders, and his fingers rested on the sides of her tits, covered only by the thin blouse.
“So, Mindy,” Amy started excitedly, “are you actually taking your gift home with you?”
My wife smiled as she lit the joint. “I won it fair and square,” she shot back, handing me the joint. “I have it here in my purse, actually,” she said, giggling as she made eye contact with Mike. He was clearly very amused with all this.
His eyes shot open as I handed him the joint. I looked over and noticed he was staring at my wife’s thong and the tip of the toy peeking out of her purse.
“Bye, guys,” the last couple that was inside the house waved at us. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do with your gifts, girls,” she shouted towards us. I couldn’t help but think that it was mostly directed towards my wife.
“I, uh,” Mike paused, “I didn’t recall gifting you a thong along with the dildo,” he pointed out, smiling as he lifted her dainty sheer thong slowly out of her purse.
My wife’s mouth shot open in shock as we both watched Mike open her thong up around his fingers. “Definitely a hot pair,” he growled. “It’s a little moist,” he smiled as he admired my wife’s panties.
“Oh, this is kinda kinky,” Amy said, amused, as she looked over to me to gauge my reaction.
“I love that pair,” I admitted, “but I always prefer no panties at all.”
My wife leaned over, reaching for her thong. “I would like those back now,” she said with a huge smile across her face as she caught herself from falling on his lap. He pulled her thong back in time for her to miss, and he looked right in her eyes, amused at the compromising position she briefly found herself in, until he ultimately gave in and let her have her thong back. As she pulled back, she hit the purse, causing the dildo to slip out and almost fall. Fortunately, she was quick enough to catch it before it hit the floor, and once again, my wife’s hand was wrapped around the dildo mold of Mike’s surprisingly big cock.
“Can I see it?” Amy shyly asked my wife.
With a quick glance back towards me, she stood and walked towards Amy, passing Mike. Mindy held the dildo in front of her crotch as if it were her own cock, and in a terrible attempt at a man’s voice, she teased Amy, “Oh, you want to see it, don’t you,” guiding it up towards her face.
Amy looked up at my wife, smiling, and grabbed it, guiding it to her mouth as she stared at Mike. Her lips struggling to wrap around it as my wife pushed it deeper into Amy’s mouth. Amy was so into it, and it made the scene so much hotter as she jokingly moaned around the toy.
My wife let go, and Amy posed for Mike, winking at him as she seductively pulled it out of her mouth, her lips slowly rolling over the ridges of the head as it popped out. “I think it would look better on you,” Amy said in a sultry voice as she positioned it over Mike’s jeans, now stroking the dildo.
“What do you think?” Amy asked my wife, noticing how she just blindly stared at her hand around his ‘cock.’
“I think,” my wife mumbled, seemingly at a loss for words. “I think you are going to get to experience the real thing, so I will take this back,” she finished as she reached for the toy standing erect on Mike’s lap. He was leaning back, now watching both hands on his replica as Amy held it firmly in place.
“Fuck,” Mike grunted as he smiled up at my wife.
I smirked, “Ohh, in your dreams,” she shot back, while her hand stayed wrapped around the toy, seemingly mesmerized at her own predicament.
“Sorry, man,” Mike said to me as I watched, his hands thrown up, proving this was not his doing.
I just laughed, “You are a good man. It’s just weird how real that thing looks. Maybe you can just let Amy have it, baby,” I suggested.
Mindy turned her head back at me with a pouty face, her hand still gripping the dildo over his crotch. She looked so cute and innocent, yet she was sad at the idea that she would not be taking that dildo home. Her nipples were rock hard as they fought to rip right through her shirt and bra. It was oddly exciting to watch her so sexually charged that she didn’t really stop to think about how all this might look for me.
Maybe she was too drunk, or maybe she knew I wouldn’t be mad because I hadn’t even asked her to stop. She knows I am very into the idea of her showing off, but we had never done anything remotely close to this. I felt my cock twitch hard and got nervous that someone might have noticed it.
Amy took advantage of my wife’s distraction and slid the dildo up my wife’s skirt. The tip of the dildo pushed past her pussy, causing a bulge over the back of her skirt. Mindy squealed as her eyes shot open, and I watched the bulge in the back of her skirt start to disappear, clearly rubbing the toy over the length of her pussy.
She turned back to face them, a subtle grunt escaping her lips, as she snatched the toy out of Amy’s hands and backed up.
Mike’s eyes were wide open in shock.
“Damn girl,” Amy smiled at my wife, “You have a beautiful pussy,” she said, reaching out to try and lift her skirt again but missing.
My wife held the toy in one hand as both pushed between her legs to keep her skirt down. She slowly backed up to me, laughing at Amy for what she had just said and done. I had the perfect view of her ass and her perfect little pussy peeking between her thighs as she bent over, doing her best not to expose herself to them again.
“You bitch,” my wife jokingly teased Amy.
“You are the one that isn’t wearing her undies, sweetie,” Amy shot back. “Shit, I would flash that thing around if it looked like that.”
It was true, my wife’s pussy was perfect. Her lips were puffy, but not too big. The slit was tight and parted just a bit around her clit. I often rolled the tip of my cock over her lips. The sensation when her lips wrap around my cock when she is wet is enough to make any man cum.
Mike reached into his pocket, pulling out a lighter. His hand in his pocket stretched out his pants and accentuated his very obvious growing erection. It wasn’t lost on any of us as Mindy sat back down next to me, holding the dildo as it sagged onto her thigh.
Mike lit the joint, with an obvious grin on his face, making no attempt to hide his growing bulge. Amy reached between his legs and grabbed his erection over his pants, trying to wiggle it as she gripped it close to the base.
“Come on dude, put that thing away,” I said, taking a sip of my beer as I looked away.
Instead, he parted his legs. “Bro, when it gets hard, there is no hiding it,” he chuckled. “And, uh, don’t be pissed, but that flash was fucking hot,” he admitted, thrusting his hips slightly forward as Amy rubbed it. “I mean, good for you, man,” he complimented, “That was like porn quality.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. I know he didn’t mean any harm by it, and she really did have a perfect pornstar pussy. “Thanks,” I said in a confused tone, “I think.”
“Speaking of porn quality,” Amy chimed in, struggling to slide her hand down Mike’s buckled pants. Mike leaned back, allowing her to slide further down, reaching his bare cock. She gasped, looking at my wife, and mouthed, “It’s so fucking big.”
“I can see you, you know,” I pointed out, trying my best to look away, but it felt like live porn right in front of me.
“Sorry,” Amy answered, briefly looking away a little embarrassed, “But fuck, he is,” she practically moaned. Her hand slowly stroking up and down.
I looked over at Mindy just to look away from his crotch and caught her staring right at it. I was admittedly turned on by my wife’s reaction and also seeing our friends openly hooking up right in front of us. I was leaning forward just to hide my own erection, but I was starting to care less and less if they knew I was turned on. It’s not like they were hiding their arousal from me, including my wife.
Mindy bit her lower lip as she watched Amy unzip his pants with her free hand. My wife was gripping that dildo so tight, and I noticed her shifting around. Amy and Mike were looking at us as they put on this private show.
I playfully reached over to my wife, covering up her eyes with my hand as Amy pulled his cock out. He raised his ass off the furniture to allow her to tug his jeans down to the floor. My wife pushed my hand away, getting her first look at his bare cock.
“Ohh,” was all my wife managed as Amy seemingly forgot we were even there. She gripped his bare cock as she analyzed it, moving it from one side to the other, slowly stroking it as he grunted, and feeling its weight.
I had seen plenty of different cocks in porn, and you always hear that it’s not a reflection of what’s really out there. Yet here I was, sitting next to my wife, as we witnessed our friend’s cock grow larger and larger into what would easily star in any porno.
“Shit, sorry babe,” Mindy shyly whispered as she leaned into me, her eyes still locked in on the handjob right before us. Her hand rested on my lap, and I pulled it over my crotch. She quickly looked at me with intrigue as she felt my erection and softly moaned in delight.
Mike was staring right at my wife as her legs had slightly parted when she leaned towards me. The dildo had also slid over, flopping over her inner thigh. The head resting so close to the hem of her skirt.
My wife looked up at me innocently as I watched her use the dildo to lift her skirt up a bit. She bit her lip with a look as though she was asking for approval. No words were exchanged, but she did feel my cock throb under her touch. She raised an eyebrow and kissed me, moaning into my mouth.
“Fuck,” I heard Mike grunt as Amy’s lips wrapped around his large head. I leaned back as Mindy reached down my jeans, and her legs opened up as she felt my erection.
It was as if Amy leaning down to take his cock in her mouth was a trigger to move things along. My wife’s bare pussy was exposed as the tip of the dildo parted her lips. It wasn’t quite inside her, but she rolled the head up and down her pussy.
Amy looked up at Mike as he watched Mindy expose herself once again. She moaned and took as much as she could into her mouth, exposing her bare breasts to us as her blouse hung loose.
His eyes were locked between my wife’s legs as she softly moaned, thrusting her hips forward to meet the motion of the dildo. I knew he was watching her closely, and I wanted a better view, so I reached for her skirt, flipping it up to briefly show her off; she didn’t fight it at all.
“Of all the couples, I knew you guys would be the kinkiest,” Mike said to me as Mindy freed my cock and leaned down to take it in her mouth. Not quite the size of Mike’s, but I didn’t consider myself to be small. I was probably harder than I had ever been as I watched the scene in front of me. Stealing glances down Amy’s top as she watched my wife take me in her mouth.
“This is definitely a first for us,” I chuckled, “But I see we are both into it,” I said, finally pulling Mindy’s skirt all the way up to expose all of what she was doing. It rested on her stomach, flashing it all as most of the head was now inside her. She lifted a leg high on the backrest to open up and try to accommodate more of the size.
“Damn, babe,” I grunted as we heard her muffled moan over my cock. She had pushed a few inches into her, and there was still so much to go.
Amy was stroking from the base to the middle as she hungrily sucked on the first couple of inches of Mike’s cock, focusing mostly on the tip. He had pulled his arm around and was rubbing Amy’s nipples down her shirt. I couldn’t help but notice the amount of precum that covered her lips, as it even dripped down the sides of her mouth.
Mindy squealed, slipping the dildo out. “Are you OK, babe?” I asked her as she groaned. “It feels good, but it kind of hurts. Hard to explain.” I noticed her slur, wondering if she was drunk on lust or if the drinks were getting to her. “Good luck with that cock tonight, babe,” Mindy teased her friend as she slid the head back in, easier than the first time.
She was clearly ambitious as she kept pushing it in deeper and moaned, “Ohh fuck me, Mike,” the lust in her voice hitting me like a brick wall.
His smile was ear to ear as they locked eyes. She was fucking herself with the dildo and moaning to orgasm. “Mmm, Mike,” she grunted as she clearly came, her legs shaking.
I wasn’t sure how to react as she moaned his name and moaned for him to fuck her as I sat there.
“OK guys, I think it’s time to call it a night,” I said, almost snapping Amy out of her haze. She kissed the tip of Mike’s leaking cock and held it by her lips.
“Oh, you fucked up, girl,” she teased my wife as she licked the head like a lollipop.
I put my cock away, and Mindy pulled the dildo out. I couldn’t help but notice how her lips held onto it as the last inch left her pussy.
“I’m not mad,” I nervously chuckled, “I just think this has gone far enough.”
“You guys are more than welcome to crash here in my guest room,” Mike offered as Amy kept sucking him off.
“We might take you up on that,” Mindy answered instantly as we both sat up. “Goodnight, babe,” my wife said to Amy, leaning towards her for a goodnight kiss on the cheek as they usually do.
“Good night, love,” Amy answered, taking Mike’s cock out of her mouth. She grabbed my wife’s face and kissed her right on the mouth. My wife’s eyes shot open as her friend’s tongue entered her mouth, giving her a taste of Mike.
They both giggled as she savored the taste over her lips. I reached for her hand, guiding her towards the house and into the guest bedroom.
As soon as she hit the bed, her legs were open, and I slid easily inside her wet pussy.
“I know what Mike tastes like,” she giggled, teasing me as I thrust into her.
“That might have been too much, babe,” I said between grunts as I felt oddly close to finishing after a few thrusts.
“I’m sorry, you were just so hard, and ugh,” she grunted, “His fucking cock is so hot,” she squealed, and I felt her pussy tighten.
I couldn’t hold back as I came the most I had ever cum in my life. “Hmm, good, you did like it,” she said, rolling over and passing out.
